Week 2: Gilbert / Yekaterina

She could still feel her on her cheeks, as he starred at her. Yekaterina knew he was processing what she said and probably figuering if she was lying or not. As she lay her back against the bed, and felt his tounge on her neck, Yekaterina knew he had belived her. And her blush wasnt disappearing anytime soon.

Gilbert's lips began to drift lower, playing over her collarbone and upper chest. The kisses her neat and light, but they created a fluttery feeling as they traveled. He nudged some fabric with his nose to push it out of the way as he descended to her breast.

He nipped at her lightly then spoke in a whisper."Birth control...you on any?"

Then he took her nipple into his mouth through the fabric of her clothes.

Reclosing her eyes letting out ragged sigh, shifting a bit under him. She liked how the kisses felt against her skin it left goose bumps on her skin.
Nodding to his question, "Y-yes Gilbert." At least he was careful. A gasp left her lips which turn to moan, arching her back up.

He bit down lightly, running his tongue over the little nub. He flicked the tip quickly over her sensitive skin. "Good." He mumbled with his teeth still around her nipple.

He played with her other breast with his hand, swirling cool fingertips over it. He let go of the first nipple to move down to stomach and hiked up her clothing to expose her midriff. He hooked his fingers around her bottoms and began to slide them down as he nuzzled at her navel.

Moaning a bit louder then before, digging her nails into the the sheets. The feeling Gilbert was causing felt so good. Running her hand, that wasnt gripping onto the sheets, through his hair trailing her nails along his scalp.

Gilbert flicked off the bottom half of her clothing into the air behind him. He looked up toward the light fixture, then pulled her slightly to the left to adjust the angle with the camera. He grumbled to himself as he repositioned himself with his face at her pelvic bone. He ran his hands from her breasts to the inside of her thighs and back up again.

Looking up at the light fixture curiously, turning head away from it having an embaressed look. shifting a bit to get comfortable with the new poistion. "Gilbert...what are you doing," asking why he had moved her to a different poistion. Slightly propping her self on her elbows, still hiding her face from the camera.

"I dunno I just..." He sighed and a puff of air blew over her skin. He looked up with her and met her eyes. He swallowed, his adam's apple bobbing. "They don't have to have a perfect view of everything."

He parted her legs gently with his hands, caressing her thighs as he did so. He bent and kissed the inside of her thigh, then hesitated. After a moment he looked back up to her her, pushing his bangs out of his eyes.

"Kata, are you sure?"

Nodding in agreement with the camera view not really wanting it to see everything. Feeling the goose bumps appearing on her slightly shakng legs. Lifting her hand to her face hopefully to hide away some of her blush nodding stubling over her words responding back to him, "I-I'm s-sure Gilbert."

Gilbert nodded. He bent between her legs, with one resting comfortably again his side, and ran his tongue over her clitoris. He gripped her knees with his hands to keep her legs still, then lapped once more at her pleasure point. He curled his tongue around the swelling bud and flicked the tip to awaken the sensitive nerves.

Yekaterina shivered lightly her breathing becoming ragged. Biting her lip, a small hiss escaping, her legs werent trembling anymore, because he held them so her hands gripped the sheets tightly. Being whelmed by pleasure from Gilbert's actions, she gave a small moan in response.

Letting go of her legs, he ran his palms along the skin of her torso, following the curves. He traced the round shape of one breast, trailing his fingers lightly over her nipple. He felt it perk, and gave it a bit more attention.

A soft but slightly muffled groan escaped him as he lapped at her, trying for more sounds. It was one of his favorite things about sex—the sounds.

A whimper escaped her lips, arching her back up breathing heavily. Her moans becaming louder as he countinued, now he was giving her breats attention. She could feel her toes curl and legs tremble as her hips jerked a bit, as she countinued to squirm, whiper and moan.

He nipped her lightly on the inner thigh. There was a low rumble from his chest, somewhat growlish, as he bit her lightly. "That's good, Kata. Give me more."

He shifted himself between her legs to use both his mouth and a hand, but kept the other at her chest. Gilbert slid his fingers along her folds as he flicked at her with his tongue. At the same time, he pinched her nipple lightly.

Her whole body trembled as he spoke and she gave him another moan, this time she had moaned out his name. Titling her head back as the series of moans and whimpers left her lips just like wanted, she knew she wasnt going to last very long if Gilbert continued with his small torture on her. Her musoles had become tense and Yekaterina could feel her legs were about to give out.

He mouthed her with moans catching in his own throat. Gilbert loved going down on people. The sounds, the smells, the knee-jerk reactions. It was the one thing guaranteed to put his partner out of commission and completely at his mercy. He grinned against her as he felt her body tighten around him. Not just yet, he thought.

He lowered her legs around him as he sat back up with an audible suck of his fingers and a popping sound as he released them from his lips.

"You do taste good, you know." He grinned.

As he pulled away and sat up a small whimper left her lips as her grip on the sheets loosen. Her chest raised and fell as her breathing became much heavier. She bit her lip as her cheeks flushed watching Gilbert suck on his fingers, closing her eyes to disract from the sounds and as well as the popping sound, but glanced back up at him when he spoke and her cheeks felt hotter.

"I-I-I d-do Gilbert?"

With a leer in her direction, Gilbert rolled onto his back, bringing her with him so that she straddled him. He held onto her hips as he rocked her upward with his, and grinned at her.

"Well, then. What are you going to do?"

She let out a surprise gasps as he rolled them both over, now she was ontop of him. Another gasp escaped as he rocked them both, she tried to form sentences or better yet words. Looking down at him slightly swallowing her nerves, "What do you mean?"

He cocked his eyebrow below her as he lifted the weight of a breast into his hand. He thumbed at the nipple lightly as he spoke. "Your turn to make some choices. It's your ride." He smirked then his lips fell into a hard line as he spoke once more. "Make sure you please the audience." He nodded to the camera.

She took a glance towards the camera; she turned back towards him shifting a bit against him. She leaned down and kissed his chest, running her nails along and down his sides. Her finger lightly circled the waistband of his boxers as she gave them a small tug.

He hummed deeply in his chest as he felt her lips on his skin. His muscles twitched against the light scratches down his sides, balancing between a ticklish sensation and one that caused his groin to press against her.

"Heh," Gilbert lifted his hips so that the woman sitting on him could pull off his boxers. He settled himself back down once she had them past his thighs. He leaned forward and mouthed briefly around her navel, then laid himself back on the bed to look at her.

She tugged his boxers all the way off and tosses them to the side; she tailed her hand up his inner thigh gently caressing it. She kissed his neck down to his collar bone, Yekaterina lightly brushed her fingertips over his member glancing up at him and gave a small smile blushing, "Five meters hm."

He groaned against the hand holding him, and bucked against it lightly. He skin was cool against his and he pulled in a light hiss.

Gilbert chuckled at Kata's comment. "That's what it feels like anyway." He grinned up at her as he arched his back slightly, causing her to palm him more fully. He felt himself growing firmer under her hand.

Her face flushed watching his reactions, grasping his member in her hand. She began to move her hand back and forth aganist it, feeling it grow firmer in her hand, which made her face flush even more, slowing her and and then quickening it. She gave him another kiss, nipping at his bottom lip playfully, giving him a small chuckle at his response to her little comment.